In My Father's Eyes

By amlee

Thu, 22 Aug 2013
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I am more than a spark
ignition of momentary vim
folly from midsummer's lark
detritus of a dilettante whim
 
More than a temporary burst 
or burn of unintentional hearts
a thoughtless provocative curse
an accidental confluence of parts
 
Envisioned by love and his grace
Consumptive devourer of his thoughts
I haunt with my eyes and my face
as the treasure my father begot
 
Yet heedless I walk as I will
My portion's expanse I forgot
Till depleted I meet my life's bill
Consider the debt that I've wrought
 
I stand on my own bleeding feet
soul trampled, I cower from his rage
But deep from his arms warm and sweet
flows freedom, not a penitent's cage
 
No mountain of menace condemns
No river of  regret rends apart
A bond that is blood borne defends
the ache from a dad's loving heart
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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